Benjamin Kibbey

Joined January 2021

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Award-winning journalist, Army vet and current freelance writer living in the woods of Montana.

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Love is such a faulty thing
Love is such a faulty thing, An empty little pill, A concept all imagining, And holes that cannot fill. A rising up on crest of wave And pretending that we fly. Ridiculous, we act surprised, In consequential dive.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
Lightning in My Veins
There was a time that I felt God In every storm and calm, Flowing from my fingertips, And pooling in my palms. It came at me in crashing waves; Or caught me like the tide; It filled me up to overflow, And streamed out of my eyes.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
In those eyes
Life, a rushing river, no mercy to its pace, And once-upon, a spec on shore, can only ever fade Until the day we stretch for, cannot come close to reach, The things we meant for keeping, left careless on the beach.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
Shining in the distance
I see something shining in the distance A spark or a flash, perhaps an explosion. A man asks questions of the world In a song, really of himself, not trying To make a statement on it all, just Wondering aloud.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
I forget
I forget, it seams, in the inbetweens The full power of your joy. Perhaps it's doubt or disbelief Or memory playing coy.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
A Single Human Soul
All humanity an ocean and have you heard this song? Can you recognize a tune that changes every time because everyone who has breathed has breathed a tune like this and felt the flow in some part?
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
I can't make it alright
I can't make it alright. I can't make it OK. But I could make it tonight, If you want to run away. Because I don't really know The days left in a life, I just know they're not enough For the way I feel tonight.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
Seclusion
Fragile poem of humans being Jogs me from my bed, Drowsy, hoarded loneliness And existential dread. Ironic that we prize so much Our efforts to connect, When shadows of a sidelong view Are all we can expect.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
Awake
I don’t want to sleep because Sleeping leads to dreaming and My dreams these days… 5:44 on a Sunday morning: I’ve been up since midnight Pursuing pointlessness to A level nearing art.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
I am
I am but the great between. I walk from fog to brightness A floating up above the world, I'm sick on all the lightness.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
Hazy Dreams
Hazy morning highway, A headlight caravan Is drifting from the hilltop: Processional unplanned. The summer sun is rising A special kind of light, A suited sort to coffee brewed On coals left from last night.
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets
Glancing Outward
A stranger's eyes can tell stories if you're the kind to see. And sometimes the stories make me wonder, is there love enough to fill the cracks in everyone?
By Benjamin Kibbey5 years ago in Poets

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Love is such a faulty thing

Lightning in My Veins

In those eyes

Shining in the distance

I forget

A Single Human Soul

I can't make it alright

Seclusion

Awake

I am

Hazy Dreams

Glancing Outward

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